SAYS AS THE BRAIN! Il non fermarsi mai, il girar come trottole presi dalla frenesia giornaliera, il non pensare alle minime e minuziose gioie quotidiane...non ci permettono di sgranare gli occhi ed osservar il bello!! E' da qualche tempo che mi son deciso di osservare tutto, valorizzare il massimo e farmi un'idea di qualsiasi cosa. Per carità, la mia esistenza non si sta trasformando in quella di un qualsivoglia sciamano indiano, ma permettetemi di dire che è proprio affascinante ed armonico come le rette della vita si intersecano a vicenda scontrandosi e penetrandosi in maniera dolce&amara just as vital as those who travel in parallel lines never touch each touch it ... I am convinced that all that keeps us going. The imprevidibilità keep us alive. In a period full of crisis ... spiritual, economic, intellectual, artistic etc etc .... personal achievements are fundamental to our local society. And here we must continue to smile for magnificently star at peace with themselves. invoking what I can to help my notes to reality. From inside I hear a big loud noise that sends me in a sweet yet strong of arm, a sweet symphony where the various dots who could not find the right setting, because in a game esuberatamente lesionistico, they begin to settle gradually. The use of outside help is essential and great importance and if a mixture of everything I do I can afford to feel free. sometimes is abused freedom of speech .... ... because it is easy to use simple, direct and obvious also that the immediate appeal of that justifies its use exaggeration as a sign of revenge on anything. I am the first who uses and has used this wretched word to give a final ruling to my various moods. But with time I am aware that it was only a misera scusa per nascondermi....far finta che quelle 6 insulse lettere mi impedissero di scavare dentro alle mie svariate vicende. Però poi accade un fatto eccezionale che ti prende dentro, che ti dona un'illuminante coraggio per dire basta alle baggianate autoimposte ed affrontare quel che credevi che il passar dei minuti, delle ore, dei giorni o degli anni, potesse cancellarsi dal tuo bagaglio, come se nulla fosse mai accaduto, come se il nulla fosse il tuo passato. Sarà Cuore....sarà la Dottoressa....saranno le Pink Lady....sarà il Sacro Rosario.....sarà lo Spirito Santo.....saranno tutte queste cose che mi han portato realmente a dar una svolta significativa a tutto.....a gasarmi per una nuova avventura undertaken .... made me dream of a future ..... I've always wanted to make me believe that love can exist with my foreman .... but above all to make me a big fat laugh about my past much fought and highly turbulent. But only one thing I am still very troubled, if I decide to drop everything and run in Zurich .... who never follow me??
SAI USE A BIC?! About the use of alternative items .... I immediately thought of the Bic pen. You know it? Who has not had at least one finger between the Bic pen in his own life? In elementary school, first of all those colorful 4 or 6 color or tip end of the long yellow and black or the one who writes and erases .... the classic Bic pen nell'astuccio any pupil has always been present. It is not insignificant especially if we were not careful you will automatically lose the cap. Now, in addition to writing, from a scientific study of my home, I am come to the conclusion that I can say that the Bic pen can also be used for other things. And the first two tangible results and have been secure socket 2: - as blowgun, I remember just in elementary school, great. - and then the cap, the stem of the cap, remove earwax seems to be the best ever invented. Someone does best?
Womanizer! Never wait has been so nice .... never .... research was more intriguing than ever woman was SEXY! I will not utter another word .... but .... just enjoy and admire .... and enjoy!
A NICE START TO DRIVE! I feel obliged to substantiate three situations that I've skipped the eye early in the new "The Mole" 1) Paola Barale That has a way of speaking and attitude that goes back to the frighteningly National Valeriona; 2) What the above-mentioned used the headline of my blog to appeal to South Africa; 3) What if a tragedy had happened with the white sharks, those who would pay the consequences??; Update 00:35 : the rage and anger of this Tittocchia Karina (as a kind of satisfied and unsatisfied petulant little girl) let me know that not pathetic .... even more than the initial 2 hours dove si disquisiva sugli oggetti adorati che sti poveri sventurati si son portati appresso!! Si inizia male....veramente male!!
ONE THING AT A TIME! PLEASE Ormai ho imparato a comprendere i capricci del mio computer e ad interpretare il suo essere decisamente anarchico ed autodecisionale!! Se decido di navigare....ascoltar musica....Messenger-iare e giocare a Scudetto contemporaneamente....il mio Vaio comincia a pregarmi di lasciarlo in pace e di andare fuori a far un giro, perchè a tutto, decisamente, non può tener testa!! Quindi di sua spontanea volontà decide: - che scudetto ha commesso accidentamente un ERRORE IRREVERSIBILE è verrà immediatamente terminato proprio nell'attimo in cui mi trovo in vantaggio nella finale di Champions League (immaginate la mia gioia); - che le pagine internet che desidero aprire provocano problemi di diagnostica (che vorrà dire solo il nostro Sant'Iddio può saperlo); - che Messenger, dall'alto della sua magnanimità, mi mostra l'ingresso di 27 contatti in 2,5 secondi (un mini raduno su msn del quale nessuno mi aveva avvertito); - che Media Player attiva il collaudatissimo sistema strazia-orecchie emanando suoni originalissimi (effetti che voi umani non potete nemmeno immaginare); Meno male che sono quasi le 17, il fate loved me! Instead of star dejected on the sofa I can watch a new episode of "Verissimo ".... then with a smile in my mouth in front of the telly slingshot to hear the chatter that the company rewarded impropinano Toffanin-Signorini .... because let's face it, not c 'is nothing more that to hear the juicy Silvia Alfonso and teases and Starlette Tivù Dive! Vaio So Good Saturday .... I hope the magical elf, who loves me, who can fix everything, of course aggratis!
your coffee '! Looking from here and looking there I realize that the matter needs a clear explanation, and then me to dwell there with the excuse of having my 10dico10 minute break working. S talk of coffee.
The "Moroccan" is now a national evil. From MonBianco to Trinacria, with the most varied titles, it represents the best of what they may face more terrible modern bartender: the adjective. The adjective is evil
bartenders of the past decade, in a world that expects to do their work badly and slowly, demanding from others the opposite: good and right.
Let's talk seriously.
Once, when we had time, we went to the bar and the options were: coffee, cappuccino, fruit juice. There were only three of flavors: pear, peach and apricot, and yet there had been no invasion of the "no sugar". No creative marketing had yet dared to propose the fishing / mango, banana and apple, cranberry and lemon and other aberrant associations. Most "to" let themselves go to Campari. Some workers chose the sambuca or cheese.
The bar was used to socialize, to spend some 'time with friends before returning home for breakfast when the wife or mother were sick. Today, there is no longer a common table, the bar serves, including a break of a thousand other daily tasks, to feed quickly and effortlessly. You know those guys who order a drink and the bartender before resting his glass on the counter utter these words, you've got some sandwiches, peanuts, chips, pistachios, two skewers, a Florentine? Well, this is people who comes home, sits on the couch, looks at a picture of his ex-wife and says, you see, that we want for dinner?
Today, just for a coffee one attempts to select: type of cup, the kind of coffee, type of milk, sugar type, temperature of the cup, milk, coffee, quality of the spot, just milk, just foam, mixed. Multiply this by the winds at the counter and customers do not ask anymore because today, bartenders are among the groups most at risk for suicide and such. 20 for three adjectives to drink coffee are 60 different beverages, and prepare to remember in about two minutes.
Everything has a limit, memory and patience in the first place. In cup or glass. Long or narrow, hot spots or cold. Stained with or without foam. With skim milk. High digestibility. White sugar, cane sugar, diet sweetener, flavored. Decaffeinated coffee, barley coffee, ginseng coffee.
Once there was the sugar giant, in two teaspoons, always open and at the mercy of all. Then the Ministry of Health shall have received data on white deaths (due to white sugar exposed) and inventor of the sachets. Bags of all types and colors, tons of discarded paper wasted every day, along with bags half full of sugar that are routinely thrown in the bucket. A national shame that too.
I dream that one day, while I'm sipping my latte, the barista looked straight at the customer type (what the coffee is never hot enough, or short, or spotted) and say simply:
"Shut up, and **** c Viviti study the cafe."
